On Tuesday, I decided to jump right back into training and ran a 10 miler with 4 miles at marathon pace of 7:05ish. It was a really solid run, but I was certainly reminded that I ran a marathon less than 2 weeks before. I have no idea how I ran nearly that pace for 17 miles. I get the feeling it is sort of like waking up in the morning and seeing a wine bottle with only an inch left. I have no idea how the bottle got that empty, but doing it again makes me want to barf. Wine Carbo Load
On Wednesday, I ran an easy 5 miles. My knee felt “itchy” during the run (“tight” perhaps?) and when I stopped was full on “achy”. It ebbed and flowed throughout the day in various stages of “hurty”, but overall I knew that something was up. Unfortunately, I went drunken high school dance in the back of mom’s minivan on my running plan. While the marathon pace run felt hard but good, it was just a bit too much just a bit too fast. Self coach fail However, one of the things that I’ve found to be the key to my success has been to know what is injury pangs vs what is being sore pangs. This felt like injury so I took the rest day. Hopefully it will pay dividends tomorrow when I try it out again. Hurts so good
I vented my frustration to twitter earlier this morning. I’ve come to believe that twitter is only good for a few very specific things: Complaining, talking about bodily functions (Pooping & things I see in the bathroom), posting about runs that go particularly bad, did I mention complaining?, and posting my witty observations. Doesn’t that make you want to follow me!?
I asked everyone what their “3 worst words for runners” were and here is what I received. What are YOUR worst 3 words? So far, unplanned rest day is leading my list by a mile.